Disclaimer: I dunno why the fuck Im sayin' this but - I. DO NOT OWN. NEAR AND MELLO. IN ANY WAY, SHAPE OR FORM...NO MATTER HOW MUCH I WANT TO MKAY? sighs you children DO know this is a waste of time...I KNOW I dont freakin' own em...outside my head shifty you know I dont own em, so why scream and shout if I dont write this...oh no wait...I know the answer! YOU'RE RETARDS!!!! enjoy!
Near sat at the desk, one knee pulled up to his chest, as he created a city, made entirely, of dice. All the ones facing one way, the sixes another. Absolutely perfect, down to ever last detail.
The door suddenly slammed open, and in strolled Mello, dressed from head to toe in black leather. He would have looked extremely cool, had it not been for the fact he was munching on a chocolate bar.
"What is it Near? Only I haven't got time to play games" snapped Mello, biting a large piece of chocolate.
Near barely glanced up "Of course. Please, sit down"
Mello glared at him "Didn't you hear me?"
"Yes, but I'd rather you sat down." Near replyed, not caring how angry he made Mello.
A vein flickered in Mello's temple, but he sat down on the table. "So, what is it you wanted?"
"I want to discuss the notebook. You have it, correct?"
Mello smirked. "As if I'd tell you.'
Near rolled his eyes. "I'll take that as a yes then."
Mello glared at him and jumped off the table. Then, without warning, he shoved Nears dice city off the table. Near sat there, his hand still about to put on the last die. It was almost as if he hadn't notice what Mello had just done.
"A definate yes" Near sighed,throwing the die at the wall, where it ricocheted and bounced of Mellos head. This made something inside Mellos head snap.
"Why you-!" Mello lunged at Near, wrapping his fingers around Nears neck. Near remained seated, staring at Mello, then said in an annoying calm voice, "and what exactly will killing me achieve?"
"I'll be number one." breathed Mello, grinning in an eerie manical way.
"Even though I may have information for you? Fine. Kill me. That only means you wont get it."
Mello, although still shaking with anger, loosened his grip on Nears neck.
"Thank you," said Near, turning back towards the table to redo his dice city.
Mello turned his back on Near, to prevent himself from lunging at him again. His calm face was really starting to piss him off. "So. What information have you got for me?"
'Hmm? Who said I had any?"
Mellos eye twitched, and he turned back around, and replyed through clenched teeth, "you said you had information for me."
"No, I said I may have information for you. Not that I had information for you." Near stated, standing up to put the last die on.
"WHAT?!" screeched Mello, lunging for Near again. Unfortunately, at that precise moment, Near choose to look at Mello. Their lips locked. They sttod there, motionless, frozen with shock. They didnt deepen the kiss exactly. They just didn't pull apart either. A few minutes then passed. Though it felt more more like a few hours, a few days even. Or a century or two. Eventually, they pulle d apart. Without even glancing at Near, Meloo snatched his chocolate up off the table and slammed out the door.
A/N: I have NO IDEA if I plan on continuing this story. I have more but it depends how many reviews I get...and if there good ones. Thank you for wasting your time and reading this. Please reveiw and you get MUFFINS!
